(This was one of my first posts I did, I`m re-running it because, because Mom has come around after Dad`s recent death, she managed to get her phone call aired on the Sean Leslie show this Sunday about 3:45pm, she scolded the Government, she scolded Kevin Falcon, she was great and....And mom is so excited to go fishing at China creek, we are going to fish the labour day salmon derby, her strength is amazing, I feed off it and vice versa, and for those who were not with me when I originally wrote this post, once you read it you will understand, for today I have more tears, only they are tears of happiness!)

Another Port Alberni salmonfest under my belt, more stories, more tears, more life....

Having being blessed with a photographic memory or cursed as it cuts both ways, If one wants to learn about life, about cycles, about the trials and tribulations of regular folks there is no better place than China creek fish camp.

Dad, mom and I have been going there every year for a quarter century(wow, does that sound like a long time) ....There is nothing to do there, no playground, no malls, just a windy little fishing camp halfway between Port Alberni and Bamfield, a cold rainy, always windy place to park your camper, launch your boat and go fishing...

But over the years I have learned that China Creek is much much more than that, it`s a place where life thrives, a place where the change of season is in full bloom.

For years I observed, saying very little but listening intently, never eavesdrop but hear everything, lend a hand if asked and keep a low profile, I have always been a keen observer, study everything and re-run a 1000 scenario`s in my head.....

I as young person noticed that China Creek was full of old people, they don`t appear that old too me anymore, the parents would sleep in the trailer, I would sleep on the boat, well,actually I would be awake most nights tying up new fishing lures, oiling reels and re-run fishing thoughts through my head, well being down on the boat at the dock and awake or still up at 5.00AM I got to see the parade of fisherman coming down the ramp each morning, all these grey haired men half asleep heading down the ramp to their boats for their daily fishing trips, in my mind I would get impressions of people, the odd clothing, the vast array of simple fishboats, the talkers, the hungover, the angry, the tired, a picture is worth a 1000 words.

My dad is such a rock, solid, stable, funny, stern, disciplined, my mom, caring, thoughtful, eager to please, full of emotion and passion, I kinda guess I got the best of both of the them,........Dad, he likes to talk to people, he likes to fix everybody`s broken motors, electronics, you name it, dad can fix it.

So dad gets to know Norman, and older gentlemen who camped next to him in the campground for years, Norman was always quick to offer a drink, dad doesn`t drink but he sure used too, mom, well, an occasional social drink, as for me, I drink tons, none, a few a night or nary a drop for months, whatever the situation is I adapt....Anyway, Norman, single, with sort of a girlfriend was there at China creek to live, to live his simple passion, a friendly charming man who was dying, dying from absestos in his lungs, he welded and fitted pipes forever before the dangers were told to him and other workers,.

Norman never complained, he`d choke, cough and crack a joke, WCB fought him to the bitter end, well anyway, we were out fishing(last season) only to return to the camper when mom and dad were told he had passed, he didn`t make it fishing that day, my mom took it hard, dad too, only dad is so strong he gave us all strength, as for me, well,I am a bundle of emotion and having listened to Norman, not eavesdropping but I hear everything, I knew he hung out at the Kingsway hotel in Port Alberni where he attended weekly meat draws and socialized, well I drove to the Kingsway sat at HIS table had a couple of pints, I gave Norman a salute left a full mug of beer for him, grabbed the tribute paper the bar had made up about his life and gave that to dad on my return to China Creek.

Lets go fishing! Late August early September, life and death is in full bloom, chinook salmon returning to spawn and die, but with salmon they don`t really die, their remains nurture the rivers, fatten up the bears, and the birds, birds chirping and congregating in large flocks,every animal is repeating it`s life sustaining rituals with full colour and display.

Here we were fishing Friday morning when the boat STRYKER trolled by us and waved, I said to dad there`s Don and the Stryker,(He moored his boat beside us for decades) Dad piped up,"didn`t you hear, Don Killed himself this spring"....I was shocked, dad told me that Don put his 30 30 to his heart and pulled the trigger, dad said he had no money problems, sons, grandchildren, no illness, there was absolutely no explanation for Don to kill himself but what really amazed me the most was, later on at the dock there was Don`s son, Don son`s wife and grandchild coming in from fishing, the camper was set up, what brave people I thought, Don has his soul all over his boat, Don was the "Stryker", What brought them back to China Creek? A cold, rainy, windy barren fish camp, I admire their strength, I miss Don, a rock of a man, a smart man who was a strong as a bull, if a man like Don succumbs to the pressure what hope is there for us mere mortals, a man`s man, a he man, a father, a grandfather, now only a legend, I hope Don`s wife and his sons return every year, I had no kind words or condolences to offer(I just didn`t know what to say except hello), I will make amends next year, and perhaps Don`s family will share their secret strength and tell me why the draw to China Creek is as powerful as the salmon`s pull to their birth stream.

This place will do it to you, my mind is restless as I sit on the boat re-tying lures again, pondering the government, pondering life, my conscious wanders to my mistakes, my life, how short life is, how sweet and how bitter all in the same pill, I literally bring myself to tears, I sometimes wonder why I was cursed and blessed with a photographic memory and my mom`s emotions, why was I not given the sternness, the man`s man power, the stoic clarity, no,I was given extra helpings of emotions.

Scotty, a white bearded elderly man, an old boat called the CONJAN, I watched year after year this man come down to his old metal boat, he was a quiet presence, to me his boat seemed cold and angry, the impression of the man himself was that of an angry, lonely man, I stayed well clear of him, a few years ago while fishing at the Campground, mom and dad left, the boat needed a part, they would be gone for a few days but I decided to stay in China creek on the boat, I couldn`t fish but I so enjoy marina life and at least I would be near the fish, well fishing was good and here I was stuck on the dock with a broken boat, as shy as I am I had to get out fishing, but being out fishing on some man`s boat as luggage didn`t appeal to me...

Here were the fishermen returning from the ocean and I patiently waited for Scotty to return, I assisted his tie up at the dock and asked how he made out fishing, well he had caught nothing but said tomorrow is another day, he asked the same of me, how was fishing today.....Well there was my opening, I told scotty the boat was broken and I`m dock bound for a few days!

Well before I could finish my sentence Scotty piped up about joining him the next day for fishing, I nervously agreed, I scampered off and said see you at 5.30 am.......The next day, I being up for hours re-tying lures, my best lures, my secret lures, I was there to greet this angry, lonely, white bearded old man beside his old beat-up metal boat(Boy was I nervous) I shouldn`t have been, Scotty brought coffee in a thermos, candy and a smile, I brought tackle and 40 plus years of fish stories.

So out we go, he had in his boat, old rods, reels,lures, a blast right out of the past, weathered seats, cracked window, well what do I care I get to go fishing, I gave Scotty one of my favorite spoons to use and we weren`t fishing long when his rod screamed out, the fish was about a 30lb chinook, the ice was officially broken, we talked fish, life and family......

He remarked how he had noticed me always tying lures, tending to the boat, he also remarked on how I always caught so many fish and here I thought no-one noticed me...hmmm

We fished together for several days, Scotty was a kind,gentle passionate man, he loved his daughters (Connie/Janice) hence the name of his boat ConJan:....His eyes lit up when he talked of his wife, his daughters and all the adventures they had in his metal boat, every tear,every lure, every broken piece of his boat was a story of his family, his eyes lit up when talked family, such passion, such tradition, his old boat scars and all was the tapestry of his life and I am the wiser for Scotty letting me in, meanwhile we developed a real special friendship, I was sad in a way when dad returned with parts for the boat, I can`t fish on 2 boats at the same time, I`ll work something out...

Meanwhile Scotty was waiting for a knee replacement surgery, he got it done 2 years ago, well,that was the year of 1.60 litre fuel, high ferries and apparently Scotty succumbed to money problems, Scotty`s alive but didn`t make it to the Creek this year, I miss the man, I will make arrangements to take Scotty fishing soon at my expense! I need some more wisdom.

Meanwhile I just got home and I want to go back, the call, the need of the creek, the marina just pulls at me, my friends who I listen too, the ones I haven`t heard yet, a windy, rainy barren fish camp in the middle of nowhere, yet life abounds there, it pulls and tugs the heart strings, my ears, my mind, my eyes are wide open, life and death with all it`s giving and taking, I will miss my friends.

May all of you who have left to early you`re still here in my heart, I see you coming down the ramp, I see you on your boats, I see your bright smiles at the fish cleaner

Monday, August 27, 2012

Well people, I thought this would be a good time to re-run this post on the RACIST Bill Bennett, especially since he is blathering about a merger between the BC Conservative party and the BC Liberals..This low-down dirty skank should be jailed, period, a rude gutless spineless slug who went to bended knee to please Gordon Campbell...Visual not required

Some stories never go out of style, below was written in September 2010

Make sure you click the video link, the one where he tries to explain why he wanted to buy young people free beer during the last election, and the link that goes to his racist ads..And the link from Sean Holman where Bill Bennett gets demoted for cursing and threatening his own constituent.

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Another bold headline to be sure, but before we get into the nuts and bolts of the this story we must examine the history of Gordon Campbell`s abusive and not so intelligent goon friend!

Bill Bennett from Kootenay east in 2007 was Minister of mining, he had to resign for emailing a local constituent, in his email Bill Bennett blasted his local constituent with curse words and disparaging words, so bile was his email Campbell made him step down as mining Minister, you can read about that here

Bill Bennett was merely getting started with his gaffes, insults, racism, and his barbaric ways, Bill is one of the most rude SOBs who ever sat in Victoria, second only to Gordon Campbell, lets go back to just before our last B.C. provincial election, Bennett has been at the public trough feeding for nearly 20 years, he knows the election act, he knows what is and is not acceptable, he also knew that the last election was in doubt in the lead up to voting day, Bennett made up posters inviting young voters to come to a local bar for free beers to learn how to vote, of course the NDP cried foul and Bennett took down his posters but his intent was clear, "beers for votes" ...Morals and ethics have never been part of Bill Bennett`s portfoilo, you can read about the beer bribe here

You would figure after Bennett removed his smelly foot from his mouth he would have cleaned up his act, you would be wrong, because what Bill Bennett did after he took his posters down was even more low-brow, he ran a big ad in the local Kootenay paper, an ad that reeked of racism, Bennett`s NDP opponent in that riding was a highly respected First Nations candidate who lived on reserve, so what did Bennett`s ad say, well......

The racist ad had a header that said...

"You want someone who pays taxes and is concerned how money is spent"....Underneath that was a picture of Bill Bennett with his wife.......And below the picture was another statement....

"He`s one of us"

The First Nation`s chiefs demanded an apology but none was forthcoming from Bennett! Bill knows what he did, regardless how anyone feels about First Nation people that ad was over the top and disgusting, right up Bennett`s alley and typical of his methed of operation, a dirty player and Gordon Campbell groupie........Read about the racist ad here

You see friends, the BC Liberals have had such a free ride from Canwest Global/CTV and CKNW that they grew accustomed to doing and saying anything without any repercussions from the MSM that they don`t care and will say any blatant lie or distortion!

(UPDATED HERE)

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Liberal Bill Bennett, a top lieutenant in Premier Christy Clark's
election readiness team, took aim Monday at what he called the blatant
infatuation with communism expressed by Surrey New Democrat Jagrup Brar
following his week-long stay at a Cuban resort.Bennett further
suggested Brar's pro-Cuba comments peel back the underlying fondness
within the B.C. New Democrat caucus for state-run, clampdown-style
governments — something that should worry freedom-loving British
Columbians.

Brar told a Radio India audience in Metro Vancouver
last week that the gap between rich and poor is virtually non-existent
in Cuba, education is free and no child goes to bed hungry.

"Jagrup's
interview should be a wake-up call for any British Columbian who values
individual enterprise and individual freedom," Bennett said in a
statement. "While Cubans risk their lives in tiny fishing boats across
shark-infested waters to escape one of the world's last communist
regimes, the B.C. NDP seems to suggest British Columbia ought to copy
Cuba's approach."

Bennett, whose outspoken views once landed him
outside of the Liberal caucus after a public feud with former premier
Gordon Campbell, said Brar's comments indicate an NDP taste for
state-control government.

"Sometimes when people are most relaxed,
such as after a refreshing holiday in the Caribbean, they are most
likely to express their innermost thoughts," said Bennett. "In this
case, Jagrup may well have given us a glimpse into the secret desires of
the B.C. NDP caucus."

Bennett called on NDP Leader Adrian Dix to
distance himself from his clearly communist-infatuated MLA, and he
called on Brar to retract his comments and apologize to Cuban Canadians.

First off, I didn`t know racist Kooteney Bill Bennett listened to Indian, that`s eastern Asian Indian radio, I knew he was, like Oberfeld a First Canadian Nation racist, he ran ads calling on all white supremists to support tax-paying members, the term Bill Bennett used in those ads was...Vote for tax paying people like him, not his First Nation, living on reserve NDP opponent, ....The ad should of read..Vote for Bill Bennett, redneck racist bastard and proud of it, pay me, bribe me, kick me in the nuts and I`ll come begging for more, as long as I get paid...Bennett is really sick people, mentally disturbed..

Can you believe this bend-over and take it up the ass to please his boss Bill Bennett is now using the communist scare card, the red menace, yes indeed, Kooteney east BC LIBERAL MLA Bill Bennett is proclaiming the BC NDP have a secret agenda to turn British Columbia into ....Drum roll please, that nasty little place where wealthy Americans and Canadians go vacationing, in Cuba...Oh the humanity, Cuban rum and cigars, island music, reggae and drums, dancing and celebration...Bring on Cuban British Columbia, Hemingway knew where it was at, mind you Hemingway could dream, envision, and he could write, that`s an understatement....Good enough for Hemingway, Cuba is good enough for me..

My gawd, the missing link from primate to modern man has been found..It exists in Koooteney east MLA Bill Bennett..

Do us a favour Bill Bennett.....Go crawl back in your cave you dirty low-down piece of garbage, you should be ashamed of yourself, the laughing stock of British Columbia, you and your BC Liberal party actually thought this lunacy would gain traction, let me guess, the only one stupid enough to go for it was Bill Bennett, and I quote this from the article...

Christy Clucking Clark, your top lieutenant is nothing but a brain dead racist primate who moves around sliding on his ass because both feet have been firmly planted in his mouth, Bill Bennett is a coward, a beggar, a mouse, a racist son of a bitch, a man who should be slapped silly, a loser who should`ve been forced to resign years ago.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Surrounded by betrayal, crowded by conmen, dryer lint political parties, what I mean by that is lame ducks, irrelevant mouth pieces speaking from the political graveside soapbox..

There is no need to bash Christy Clark, a foot-note of the past, a wannabe ego-maniac with a itchy finger that regularly cut-off radio debate, silenced intelligence, Christy who`s best years are now gone, no one will remember Christy, a dumb radio voice incapable of debating anything on air, an itchy call-in telephone delete trigger finger that cut-off anyone who bested her, and that is just about everyone, a planted political stooge, a poor mother who strove for money and fame, and her child was merely another cash register tool used for her own personal advancement...

There is no saving Gordon Campbell`s crime cartel, despite the now docile, reformed and wanting to play nice guy politics, Martyn Brown having layered his own skim line in BC`s toilet bowl of politics is now wanting peace, brotherhood, cooperation, let`s be clear, BC Liberals didn`t make mistakes, they were on-purposes, theft of a railway, $billions plundered from our provincial purse, BC ferries treated like an ATM while friends of Gordon Muir Campbell lined up and fed from the hand of a corrupt adulterer, there will be no revival of John Cummins and the walking dinosaurs, there will be no new light shone on Christy`s burnt star..

Vengeance be mine, revenge is a dish best served cold, Stephen Harper too will fall, his ideology faded long ago, if you or I acted like Enbridge we would be jailed, if we polluted the environment through negligence, if we hid oil under sand, under grass, if we lied to Government, regulatory processes, if we bullied citizens in countless towns we would not only be jailed but also prohibited from doing any business at all....

As reported here and elsewhere, there will be spills, tanker spills, pipeline breaks and more spills, dangerous waters, rough isolated terrain, a dangerous product that can`t be cleaned up...

Weasel words from has-beens, talk of oil response clean up crews on standby, like an egg, once broken broken it remains, bitumen can`t be cleaned, Orca can`t be replaced, millions of sea birds and coastal bears all relying on a vibrant fishery for life, take away the vibrant fishery and take away all life...

Alberta made money on the tar sands when it was a small operation, the larger the tar sands grow the lesser the people benefit, when Enbridge spills a million barrels in a river do they stop, no, they hire lawyers and carry on, when a super tanker splits open in the Hecate strait will oil tankers cease, no, they will spill and spill again...

Gordon Muir Campbell is a criminal, a felon, a liar, an adulterer, a human species disgrace, he sold out British Columbia to Stephen Treason Harper, a corrupt Federal politician who is literally selling out Canada to China, a bribed politician who believes his prosperity is worth more than those of Canadians, of First Nations, a denier of science, a denier of morality, of law, of rule, a man in charge who in my opinion would look very tony with a blindfold on standing before a firing squad..

WE ARE NOT CHINA....We have rights, we don`t deliberately poison our own citizens, we don`t watch babies get run over in the streets over and over again, we don`t fear Government, we won`t let a lame duck prime minister have his illogical way, a vacant national energy plan tossed aside for bribes, Clement, Oda, Moore, Oliver, Kenney, Toews, creatures who slithered their way into Harper`s armpit breathery...

Yes indeed, Enbridge was neccessary, Enbridge exposed a level of corruption within both the Federal AND Provincial Conservative parties, a fantasy Government land where criminality has run wild, corporate run Government, corporations for corporations where the individual right, the over-all common good is disregarded, where the only matters discussed are bottom lines and corporate grease required to maintain the status quo...

The days of listening to Ezra Levant, Michael Campbell and Michael Smyth are over, when brains are removed for Fox news like rancor, where strawman arguments are the norm...

The days are coming, the day when lead paint salesmen, absestos peddlers, toxic pet food providers and lame duck politicians will not be permitted to harm the public on the way out the door..

China won`t get it`s oil through Gateway and Kitimat, Enbridge will never be sanctioned to poison our land, Harper will fall hard, a one term majority then reduced to a footnote of history...

China can take Stephen Harper to court for return of bribes, or they can assassinate him, it matters not to me.

Stephen Harper, the Federal laws you changed and enacted will be undone by Thomas Mulcair and the big orange star...

Just imagine, the honour, the pleasure, the right to fight for clean air, clean water and unadulterated food, will Canadians sit back and watch a bribed and bought Federal Government shoot and kill those protecting drinking water and food...

We are not China....

We are united for the right cause at the right time...

The summer of discontent will cede to winter`s war against lame dicks...

Friday, August 10, 2012

It`s only now that I realize just how much my Dad taught me, when given no choice but to do-it-yourself or not have it done at all, the answer is we do it our self, life on the edge, will-power, determination, no cheque book, no sugar daddy, no support among sibling blood, the team is two..

As chauffeur, mechanic, carpenter, some even muse about doctor, truth beknown I am but a son who cares about tradition, respect, honour and the afterworld, regular talks with dad, talks as if he was physically standing before me, nothing has changed, vigorous combative caring and most importantly, wise words exchanged between father and son, the path forward shines like a bright beacon, somewhere over the rainbow the reason for my life is no longer in doubt..

Shaking and trembling, fury, rage and disbelief overwhelms me, the thought of Governments both provincially but mainly federally that are willingly to destroy our coastline, our rivers, our pristine Edens, yes Stephen Harper knows oil will be spilled, super-tankers will crash and burn and lay-waste to my home, our home, that`s acceptable to Stephen Harper, it`s also acceptable to Christy Clark, it`s not acceptable to Dad, to Mom or other First Nation`s children like me, our skin colour isn`t brown and we can`t claim territorial rights going back thousands of years yet no one is more in sync with nature, the common bond linking water, rivers, tidal forces that bathe huge swaths of kelp forests, migration routes that depend on brimming with life river marshes, an inter-connected world where lemon drops and rainbows exist, we don`t have to be First Nation by decree to have a say or to have influence to stop these oil powered forces from conspiring to destroy what no one owns and what no one can replace once spoiled.

It matters not that Christy Clark went cap n hand to Alberta last Thursday to meet with Allison Redford, Christy was looking for a multi-billion dollar bribe to bring home as a gift to you, there are no gifts, a phony review process where our lackluster provincial leaders abdicated their moral responsibility to China Harper`s federal agenda, Alberta wants more royalties, Canada wants royalties, big oil wants more money and along comes Christy Clark begging for crumbs to soothe an angered electorate and when snubbed Christy fakes concern over environmental risks, no Christy, they are not environmental risks they are guaranteed environmental disasters, inevitable human disasters, spiritual suicide for some, including me, how to wish upon a star where cloudy scars are far away, somewhere over the rainbow where assault rifles and tanks aren`t used to shoot up movie theatres or suppress hungry stomachs but used to stop facist oil company Governments from taking away the future..

When Enbridge announced because of increased scrutiny and resistance that they would use thicker pipes in (some areas) and add more valve and monitoring stations, add more 24/7 staff my Dad laughed and I cried, the response between us was the same, it`s kinda of half empty half full thing we have going, yes Enbridge was prepared to use thinner pipes, fewer shut-off valves and little to none in the way of real-live staffing, did Enbridge see the light or did Enbridge just promise us lemon drops, neither, Enbridge would promise the moon, and despite any assurances from this company that`s had over one thousand major oil leaks in the last decade alone, Enbridge will promise the moon while conspiring to turn our coastline into a lunar landscape, Enbridge can`t guarantee super tanker safety, heavy laden vessels carrying two million barrels, two million barrels traversing the World`s most dangerous waterway, where hurricane force winds blow many times per year, where earthquakes and tsunamis, where human error and or terrorism could and would steal the future from all four million of British Columbia`s First Nation`s people. it would also destroy the past, for without a future the past didn`t exist..

Christy Clark can feign concern over our environment, she can pretend she cares, we know Ken Bosenkool,(Enbridge Lobbyist) is her chief of staff, we know Stephen Harper controls the BC Liberal facist Government, Christy will grasp any straw for votes, Christy will be prying and plying for votes, she will use an anti-Enbridge rhetoric ruse to cling to power, and if given that mandate Christy will applaud the killing of Fish lake, Christy will pose for a photo-op as digging for Enbridge`s pipeline begins..

Cold hard polls that confirm election victory rests with opposition to Enbridge, no other stance will even come close.

Somewhere over the Rainbow 100,000 British Columbians will rise, will fight, will stop Stephen Harper and the oil companies from taking away the past, present and the future..

No Gateway, no northern pipeline, no oil port in Kitimat, no super tankers plying our inside waters, there will be no compromise, no amount of bribes, no amount of safety assurances, Gateway dies today, any politician who goes against the will of past, present and future life cycles will too die

Start talking to China Stephen Harper, tell them you were wrong and Gateway is dead, or pay the ultimate price..

Thursday, August 9, 2012

On the 12th day of Christmas......It didn`t take me long to decide on what to finish with, Stephen Harper, yes indeed, Mr. Stephen Harper and no he`s not alone, Bill Barisoff and all BC Liberals, but Bill Barisoff is a special case, BC`s speaker of the House, the one elected member who in theory is supposed to be neutral, non partisan, a stickler for rules role played by a bias thespian whose legitimacy got lost on Gordon Campbell`s casting couch , well you know how it goes,

Stephen Harper gifted Gordon Campbell a $200, 000.00 per year cushy gig that includes a residence, a chef, a driver, an expense account plus Gordon Campbell will be collecting his Gold-plated BC Government pension, the same Golden pension Campbell campaigned on removing, just another rung in Gordon Campbell`s ladder of lies....

Over $300,000.00 dollars per year for Campbell, a chef, someone to drive him around, a residence for entertaining his many suitors...

Mr. Harper rewarded Gordon Campbell for ramming the HST down our throats and....And for this largesse all Gordo has to do is promote tar sands pollution, lobby for dirty fuels in transportation and fight any and all legislation that might cut into big oil`s profits.

So now not only did Stephen Harper reward Gordon Campbell for foisting Harper`s corporate tax sell out upon the masses in a dirty back-handed lying manner but he also revealed what we knew all along, what any sane person knew, how come David Suzuki and Tzeporah Berman didn`t know....

Speeches in 2008 and 2009, speeches leading into the 2009 election where the climate change fighter spoke of climate change being the battle of our lives,

"we must fight climate change for the sake of future generations"

Speech after speech made by Gordon Campbell on how his carbon tax will save the planet, he talked electric cars and green technology, he talked cap n trade, enviros groups attacked the NDP for not supporting Gord of the Green, Carole James wanted to target industrial emissions, gas flaring, big oil, big gas, no matter what the left proposed Campbell`s allies spoke against them, Marc Jaccard lambasted the NDP`s plan to charge big oil n gas for flaring, as Jaccard put it....

"We would lose 60,000 jobs"

Stephen Harper exposed Gordon Campbell for lying to every British Columbian on climate change, phony speeches meant to cash in on green concerns and David Suzuki and Tzeporah Berman went along with it for only reasons they know because behind the scenes watersheds were being destroyed, Salmon runs killed off, pristine eco systems were altered in a massive green scam, in fact run of river salmon water diversion power plants are not green, it never was about being green it was about transferring money from public hands to private...

And now Gordon Campbell is Canada`s most important and influential Tar Sand Oil Lobbyist in all of Europe, Canada`s man to fight against cleaner fuel, lower emission fuel, the hypocrisy is astounding..

Bill Barisoff, every-time he took overnight or extended time to make a ruling on procedure or protocol there wasn`t one time he ruled in the opposition`s favour, every single time Bill Barisoff ruled in favour(no comment it`s before the courts) of Campbell`s Government, and as we know Bill Barisoff and Gordon Campbell were room-mates on the island when the house was sitting, well guess what, NO conflict of interest Bill Barisoff broke the application rules around Gordon Campbell`s nomination for the Order of British Columbia..

Bill Barisoff broke the rules for Gordon Campbell, this was done because Gordon Campbell as Canada`s number one ambassador needed to be an Order of BC winner too...

On the 12th Day of Christmas Stephen Harper, Bill Barisoff and the Liberals gave to B.C.....

The biggest personal slap in our illustrious history, $300,000.00 dollars a year, a chef, a driver, Golden pensions for life, B.C. s highest award of honour, the Order of British Columbia through dubious and completely inappropriate means to a man who....

Was an a habitual liar, a man who broke laws, a man who fired 9000 female workers illegally, as stated by the Supreme Court...A leader who gagged its citizens, closed hundreds of schools, broke law after law while special prosecutor after special prosecutor, while political appointees and media sell-outs provided cover for and justified the theft of assets, a fifth Estate that not only failed but profigated propaganda and criminal Government messaging, they too will eventually have to answer to their own moral sanctuary..

Yes, the 12th and final straw, rewarding a man who has failed seniors and led the Nation for a decade, led in child poverty, led in freezing the lowest paid worker`s wages, a man who fought only for wealthy corporate party donors while the weakest among us were secretly persecuted, a legacy of cronyism and public debt, a man, a premier driven from office for lies, the 4 largest deficits, 8 deficits in 12 years, deception shrouded in debt, malice of forethought, a leader with but a 9% approval rating, a man, a father, a husband who cheated morality with long ongoing adulterous affairs, a sham marriage and cardboard wife....

On the 12th Day of Christmas our insidious heathen Leaders Gave to B.C...